Wow, the weather is a real crap show, isn’t it? I suppose my Texas readers don’t really want to hear about us getting MORE rain, but there you have it. We have floods, you have drought, the military now has gays. One of these things is AWESOME. Guess which? I’ll tell you one thing, gays don’t make my pumpkins cost more $$, they only carve them with the image of Britney Spears and light them with cinnamon scented candles.
Today is the perfect day for doing precisely squat. Captain Crazypants and I like to call it a “snoogle” day. It’s a day where we stay in our jams/yoga pants and snoogle on the sofa and play the Wii. It’s going to be fab. Tonight is BodyPump, so I can relax a little during the day!
Last night, the cop and the captain had chiropractic appointments that took wayyyyyy longer than we had anticipated, (because apparently, Tim’s ass IS in fact, twisted.) So we headed over to a favorite Chinese restaurant near our house. After his appointment, the captain was yelling “I’M HUNGRY, I WANT KI-NEEZE FOOD!! NOODLES!!” Makes it easy that way. Appease the hunger beast.
We ordered mostly Southern style Chinese dishes of roast duck, suckling pig, char siu, beef chow fun, sauteed yao choy, and beef with parsley and cilantro egg drop soup. The cop and the captain were so excited they could hardly contain themselves.”Meat? On meatless Monday? Must be our lucky week!!”
I realize this isn’t what the cop refers to as “white people Chinese food.” But trust me when I tell you, it’s really good. The greens are sauteed mostly in chicken broth so it doesn’t taste like it has as much grease Paula Deen’s arteries. It’s light. The noodles have more sauce, but that’s not the main focus of your meal. Traditional Chinese meals are served family style with tapas sized portions. You hate yourself a lot less after eating this meal than you did after spring break that one year that one time.
Now, all I have to do is devise a way to beat this kid at Wii bowling. He’s a damn fine virtual bowler. If he weren’t so active, I’d be concerned about a future surrounded by Gennessee tall boys and smooth soled shoes. I think I’m totally safe though. He doesn’t like drinking out of cans.